I’ve noticed it’s really hard to draw a fork without making it look like a pitchfork. I’m comforted to see the same happens to people who actually have some artistic talent. Fun comic, thanks again Julia!
My dad and I are constantly pointing out the “Tetris” way each other organizes things. Creatively, we sometimes hum a Tetris Song while the other is fast-paced placing pertinent pieces parallel.
So you intentionally hang your feet outside the blanket, or it just happens that way? I’m a bettin’ pooka, and I bet you prefer to let your tootsies escape from the beginning. Perfectly natural.
I understand the Star Wars part but what could you have possibly learned from a hotdog besides immature jokes about its phallic nature? I really hope I didn’t answer that question unintentionally with my question.
–You ever knock the laptop off the bed or are you one of those people that doesn’t move while you are sleeping?
no because my bed is in a closet sized weird tiny room thingy that’s exactly the size for a queen futon and two nightstands, ensuring that nothing, myself included, can fall off. (because that has totally happened before: http://www.fartparty.org/2008/03/13/replacement-lovers/)
–So you intentionally hang your feet outside the blanket, or it just happens that way?
Argh…it’s an entertaining comic, but it makes me cringe. I can’t stand to have any sort of clutter on my bed, particularly if it were to surround me and especially if I were to try to sleep with it: it’d make me feel intensely claustrophobic.
I keep my bed spotless…cuz, you know, I gotta keep the space clear for the person who’ll never share my bed with me because I’m a neurotic clean freak….
There’s no room for a man in her life. Literally. Not even on the floor next to it. But I guess there’s room for him to sleep at the foot of the bed like a dog. I can relate to this. I just counted. I have six books, two comic books, a sketch pad and 3 pens on my bed at this very moment. The pens are the most dangerous. If the cap isn’t on tight enough you might end up with ink spots like me. It looks like I let a friendly Orc from Lord of the Rings with a drooling problem sleep in my bed.
that just goes to paypal, but I shamelessly ask for gifts of other sorts on the bio page that has an address of where to send em and what not because I love getting real mail http://www.fartparty.org/contact/
oooh!… interesting… those contacts may help me a bit more with trying to get a comic store in Britain to order some Fart Party books in bulk from Atomic. You should consider getting FP promoted in UK/ europe. we’d love this kind of angry self-depricating stuff in Brtain, and fuck-all decent has come from the USA since Bill Hicks.
and with regards to this comic-
i learned all i know about New York from the two ghostbusters films and the Beastie boys first album. and despite being intensly neat and tidy, i still pile tons of crap on the spare side of my double bed.
Hotdogs are a magically delicious food that if made properly (www.http://www.nationalconeyisland.com/) can transport the devourer to an elevated state of nostalgia and creativity that could only be produced by eating things like hotdogs / candy / lunchables / and sometimes raw cookie dough. Also me and my dad used to get hotdogs when I was a kid and this is where he’d fill my head with most of the life lessons I didn’t get from Star Wars…
Hope that answers your question!
….Also they can sometimes be called ‘weiners’ bahahaha….
PS. do you know a good hotdog place in SF? So far all the hotdogs here have been hippy flavored crap ):
I’m not the right person to ask about good hot dog places. hot dogs to me are like, uh, well, just something I never think about. However Zeitgiest makes a delicious sausage sandwichy thing which is like a fancy hot dog.
oh wait! I do have an answer for this question: Rosamunde’s Sausage Grill in lower Haight next to Tornado.
And I’ve heard good things about Bacon Dog Cart, a hot dog stand in the mission, but I can’t attest for it. Sounds like hippie shit to me.
Alright, I was just reading this and there is no commercial airport on long island. Both of them are in QUEENS! Though JFK is on the border of Nassau and Queens.
Very well! Wow I totally forgot about that place… Once again fart party has added something to my life. And this time its not humor! I admit defeat on this. One more question though, is it cheaper than other airports?
Needs more books. No bed is complete without at least thirty books. And a bookcase alongside, just to make the point that the books are _deliberately_ being kept in the bed rather than filed away in the mundane way.
This has a downside, though. There isn’t space for my laptop in the bed any more.
I feel like I live on my bed most of the time. It’s so comfortable I never want to get up, I eat in bed, read in bed, study in bed…. life would be incomplete without my bed!
i don’t know how i’ve ever been in relationships as my bed, too, is as this. it’s a womb of awesome.
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March 31st, 2009 at 7:54 am
aw, clever and cute!
March 31st, 2009 at 8:45 am
This reminds me of a PBF comic.
March 31st, 2009 at 9:55 am
I’ve noticed it’s really hard to draw a fork without making it look like a pitchfork. I’m comforted to see the same happens to people who actually have some artistic talent. Fun comic, thanks again Julia!
March 31st, 2009 at 10:20 am
is playing tetris right now.
March 31st, 2009 at 11:04 am
Lol Tetris skills in bed
March 31st, 2009 at 11:05 am
Oh and your sweater looks like a faceless ghost hahah
March 31st, 2009 at 11:50 am
Perhaps she eats with mini pitchforks.
March 31st, 2009 at 12:44 pm
Amen!
March 31st, 2009 at 12:52 pm
My dad and I are constantly pointing out the “Tetris” way each other organizes things. Creatively, we sometimes hum a Tetris Song while the other is fast-paced placing pertinent pieces parallel.
So you intentionally hang your feet outside the blanket, or it just happens that way? I’m a bettin’ pooka, and I bet you prefer to let your tootsies escape from the beginning. Perfectly natural.
My bet will be a Gentleman’s Wager.
March 31st, 2009 at 1:20 pm
You ever knock the laptop off the bed or are you one of those people that doesn’t move while you are sleeping?
March 31st, 2009 at 1:58 pm
I learned everything from hotdogs and Star Wars.
March 31st, 2009 at 2:00 pm
If I have anything on my bed when I go to sleep, it will be on the floor when I get up. I envy you.
March 31st, 2009 at 4:35 pm
A&A:
–I learned everything from hotdogs and Star Wars.
I understand the Star Wars part but what could you have possibly learned from a hotdog besides immature jokes about its phallic nature? I really hope I didn’t answer that question unintentionally with my question.
–You ever knock the laptop off the bed or are you one of those people that doesn’t move while you are sleeping?
no because my bed is in a closet sized weird tiny room thingy that’s exactly the size for a queen futon and two nightstands, ensuring that nothing, myself included, can fall off. (because that has totally happened before: http://www.fartparty.org/2008/03/13/replacement-lovers/)
–So you intentionally hang your feet outside the blanket, or it just happens that way?
nnnggg who the fuck even cares!
March 31st, 2009 at 5:53 pm
Which way would you rather have it?? Inanimate objects or http://www.fartparty.org/2006/06/07/i-heart-cheese/
March 31st, 2009 at 7:21 pm
But, if you organized everything into a neat line, it would disappear!
April 1st, 2009 at 12:02 am
Argh…it’s an entertaining comic, but it makes me cringe. I can’t stand to have any sort of clutter on my bed, particularly if it were to surround me and especially if I were to try to sleep with it: it’d make me feel intensely claustrophobic.
I keep my bed spotless…cuz, you know, I gotta keep the space clear for the person who’ll never share my bed with me because I’m a neurotic clean freak….
April 1st, 2009 at 2:17 am
This makes me feel better about all the stupid shit on my bed.
April 1st, 2009 at 5:35 am
There’s no room for a man in her life. Literally. Not even on the floor next to it. But I guess there’s room for him to sleep at the foot of the bed like a dog. I can relate to this. I just counted. I have six books, two comic books, a sketch pad and 3 pens on my bed at this very moment. The pens are the most dangerous. If the cap isn’t on tight enough you might end up with ink spots like me. It looks like I let a friendly Orc from Lord of the Rings with a drooling problem sleep in my bed.
April 1st, 2009 at 12:14 pm
does the “donate” thing at th top of the page mean just money or can we send other crap to you, like sausages and buttons?
April 1st, 2009 at 1:07 pm
that just goes to paypal, but I shamelessly ask for gifts of other sorts on the bio page that has an address of where to send em and what not because I love getting real mail
http://www.fartparty.org/contact/
April 1st, 2009 at 2:35 pm
oooh!… interesting… those contacts may help me a bit more with trying to get a comic store in Britain to order some Fart Party books in bulk from Atomic. You should consider getting FP promoted in UK/ europe. we’d love this kind of angry self-depricating stuff in Brtain, and fuck-all decent has come from the USA since Bill Hicks.
and with regards to this comic-
i learned all i know about New York from the two ghostbusters films and the Beastie boys first album. and despite being intensly neat and tidy, i still pile tons of crap on the spare side of my double bed.
April 1st, 2009 at 2:58 pm
hey, that looks just like my bed only mine has two cats and a small wife.
April 1st, 2009 at 5:34 pm
Hotdogs are a magically delicious food that if made properly (www.http://www.nationalconeyisland.com/) can transport the devourer to an elevated state of nostalgia and creativity that could only be produced by eating things like hotdogs / candy / lunchables / and sometimes raw cookie dough. Also me and my dad used to get hotdogs when I was a kid and this is where he’d fill my head with most of the life lessons I didn’t get from Star Wars…
Hope that answers your question!
….Also they can sometimes be called ‘weiners’ bahahaha….
PS. do you know a good hotdog place in SF? So far all the hotdogs here have been hippy flavored crap ):
April 1st, 2009 at 5:34 pm
wow i don’t know how that turned italic!
April 1st, 2009 at 8:05 pm
I’m not the right person to ask about good hot dog places. hot dogs to me are like, uh, well, just something I never think about. However Zeitgiest makes a delicious sausage sandwichy thing which is like a fancy hot dog.
oh wait! I do have an answer for this question: Rosamunde’s Sausage Grill in lower Haight next to Tornado.
And I’ve heard good things about Bacon Dog Cart, a hot dog stand in the mission, but I can’t attest for it. Sounds like hippie shit to me.
April 1st, 2009 at 9:19 pm
Hey I sleep like that too!
April 1st, 2009 at 10:24 pm
Alright, I was just reading this and there is no commercial airport on long island. Both of them are in QUEENS! Though JFK is on the border of Nassau and Queens.
April 2nd, 2009 at 3:33 am
Queen size beds, the only way to go.
April 2nd, 2009 at 4:31 am
Modi, you’re attempt to prove me wrong is a massive failure.
http://www.macarthurairport.com/
haha you lose!
April 2nd, 2009 at 9:01 am
Very well! Wow I totally forgot about that place… Once again fart party has added something to my life. And this time its not humor! I admit defeat on this. One more question though, is it cheaper than other airports?
April 5th, 2009 at 4:43 pm
Why is there a fork in your bedpan?
April 5th, 2009 at 10:29 pm
This probably says far more about my level of maturity than anything else, but the caption/subtitle/whatever sounds kinda dirty to me.
April 6th, 2009 at 8:03 pm
This is gorgeous. I really like the newer style of comics.
June 5th, 2009 at 8:55 am
Needs more books. No bed is complete without at least thirty books. And a bookcase alongside, just to make the point that the books are _deliberately_ being kept in the bed rather than filed away in the mundane way.
This has a downside, though. There isn’t space for my laptop in the bed any more.
November 9th, 2009 at 7:04 pm
I feel like I live on my bed most of the time. It’s so comfortable I never want to get up, I eat in bed, read in bed, study in bed…. life would be incomplete without my bed!
February 13th, 2010 at 6:07 pm
i don’t know how i’ve ever been in relationships as my bed, too, is as this. it’s a womb of awesome.